Be warned my fellow Terra friends. For there is evil in the hearts of men.

Today i was lured by a group of cyrillic speaking tribesmen into their territory. I followed them and thought all was well. In broken english i was told that there would be food and wine awaiting me. I was filled with joy and trotted along till we saw the village over the hill. I had not eaten for days and my belly was aching like a horny bear growls. I started defecating blood, so i was willing to go anywhere and do anything.

Arriving at the place some good samaritan gave me some cold pumpkin soup and after that the leader of the place told me there was some cheese inside the cabin. Being the hungry peasant that i was, i walked in without hesitation or doubt, hoping to set my teeth in a big chunky sweaty salty piece of cheese. Mmmh.

He closed the door behind me and so i was trapped like a mouse. Woe be upon me.Worst of all there was no cheese..

He and 3 friends came and forced me to drink a cup of something that looked like black wine ( it smelled like horse's urine ). I passed out shortly and awoke at sunset. My butt was hurting and i came to the horrific conclusion that these people were actuall gopniks, for they had spilled mayonaise all over the place and it reeked of vodka and shaslick.

After they'd had their fun with me i was released saying 'we dont like used sandwich'. Not only was my honor besmirched and covered in mayonaise, they didnt even want my hot body anymore. Heathens! As i got out i ran into the same sweetheart that helped me out earlier, she gave me some food and a quick handy to help me recover from the trauma, bless her kind soul. It was majestic.

But then the evil King arrived, took all the food and kidnapped my soon to be ex-wife. I was shocked, terrified and confused at the same time.(The guy trying to be Versace in his shiny armor is the evil do'er btw)

I ran away through the town and passed along some horses that were obviously victim to the same terrors as i was. Perhaps the horses were able to satisfy and 'fill' the leaders of the village better than i could? I try not to ponder on it too much, but i feel i must safe these horses somehow, someway.Their identies have been covered to prevent shame.

When i tried to talk to them about these matters, i got laughed at. I lost my marbles and told them i would come for them and put a stop to their wicked ways. Only to find out...'Je kunt niet praten tot dit is uitgewerkt' meaning 'You cant talk till this timer runs out'

I got censored, by God, i did. It's a dictatorship in the making i tell you!

I ran away again only to end up on the edge of the region.
At least here i can think of a plan to save the horses from their endless miserable lives in unholy slavery. Any tips to save the horses will be welcome.

Be carefull out there my friends, i dont know if i'll every recover from this experience.

I am also a victim. Three days ago i was in a journey to level my wood cutting skill, with plenty of food in my bag, but that evil INDOOS attacked me in the woods, when I realized I was on the floor all bloody, and all of my items had gone. After resurrecting I ran naked into the forest and managed to save my poor horse.

Well, my fellow Russians get silenced for 5 days. It's a really sad story but anybody could kill or try to lock somebody (after all it is part of the game), however we should stay polite even if we live in different countries and speak different languages.

Dear Neverling, i merely stated and expressed my love for the beauitfull and fierce amazone named Koljuchij. The translation probably went wrong when i said that i would treat her with the same love and care as i would with my family members. A simple misunderstanding that we, as feudal slavs, surely can overcome. Did you report me or was there a Divine figure amongst thou that decided to silence me? I am still offering my friendship to thee and the villagers. It also seems you were witness to the atrocities that were bestowed upon my fragile person by knowing what was said. Numerous times i asked for a translator, why did thou not speaketh?! Did the mad King force you not to speak?

I am saddened, but not surprised, to hear others have fallen victim to the oligarch despot Indoos. I am glad to hear you were able to retrieve your beloved pony after the bloodbath. LawBR, i stand before thee and wonder ; perhaps we should unite and stand together against the band of marauding devil worshippers.

I'd also like to thank Nightmare for his understanding of the situation. Again, many things went wrong with the translator machine and i deny or acknowledge any accusations, Indoos and his barbarians will be punished to the full extent if they will not accept my gesture of friendship. If anybody got offended or got their feelings hurt because of my bad translation skills i duly apologize and never wished to stump on your hearts.

Ah, so curse words really put a curse on thee in this realm. Either way, i have not yet been able to send justice to the clan of INDOOS, but i know the Gods are watching and forever judging. Yeh.
Today was a good day my friends, but i caution you all. Death is just around the corner.